Let the Dead Things Go

This.  I fell in love with this quote.  It's time to pay attention.  Pay attention to the changing seasons around us.  Life is so full of seasons.  The obvious outdoors, but also of love, friends, circles.  Life, death and decay exist in all levels of our seasons.  And we must let each season have it's time.  When relationships are alive, let them live.  When relationships are dying, let them die because it is only after death that decay happens and allows new life to spring forth.  And that new life only makes us stronger and more empowered.  It grows and blossoms more richly and more beautifully than ever before.

A beautiful friend told me days ago it was time to move on from a dead situation.  To just live.  No what ifs.  No regrets.  And I think he was right.  Now, we can't ignore our circumstances and just hope for the best.  We have to face them, daily.  But if we face them with the knowledge of what season they are in, we will be able to see the loveliness of the changing of the seasons and be free to live, stronger and more empowered.

Reality slapped me in the face this week.  Not the typical get off your butt and get busy, you're running late kind of reality.  But the reality of something so negative that had filled my life for so long it eventually took over until I was like a dilapidated building ready to implode, which I did.

The irony is that the old reality that camel slapped me in the head is no longer my reality.  Because you see, I come from a long line of Hughes' with really big heads.  Literally.  And a camel slap to me is just another day.  An occupational hazard, you might say.  But I was forced to be strong and face this reality head on.  (No pun intended!)  And you know what?  I did.  I did not try to revive and bring that dead reality back to life.  And although I was nervous and shaking and scared, I let the strength of the new life growing in this season take over and burst through the decay that was trying to keep me suffocated under it all.  And I told it to go and not come back.  And when that old reality walked out of the bar where I was working, I slumped to the floor and released all of the suffocating death and decay still lingering.  And with the strong hand of a friend, I got up off the floor, wiped my eyes, and took a deep breath of the new life I am embracing, stronger and more empowered than ever before.  And I realized something.  The old, dying reality?  It will only continue to get weaker until it is completely decayed.  And the new life in me?  It will only continue to grow in a richer environment through that death and decay.  And it will be beautiful and strong and vibrant.

I am entering a beautiful new season in my life.  I love the circles and relationships and new life happening all around me.  I choose to let the dead things go and let new life spring up.  Pay attention to the seasons, my loves, especially this one.  Let the trees show us how lovely it is to let the dead things go.